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DR. SAMANTHA OWENS SERIES

Into the flood again… As a medical examiner, Samantha Owens knows her job is to make a certain sense of death with crisp methodology and precision instruments. But the day the Tennessee floods took her husband and children, the light vanished from Sam’s life. She has been pulled into a suffocating grief no amount of workaholic ardor can penetrate—until she receives a peculiar call from Washington, D.C. On the other end of the line is an old boyfriend’s mother, asking Sam to do a second autopsy on her son. Eddie Donovan is officially the victim of a vicious carjacking, but under Sam’s sharp eye the forensics tell a darker story. The tale told between the lines makes it clear that nobody’s hands are clean, and that making sense of murder sometimes means putting yourself in the crosshairs of death.

The killer is armed with a lethal weapon: an invisible pathogen that has been released into the Washington Metro. Two hundred people exhibit symptoms, but only three are pronounced dead. Dr Samantha Owen is the forensic pathologist called to consult on the case, but as she dissects the mysterious connections between the victims it becomes clear that this attack is not random. This pathogen is targeted. As Sam starts to close in on the killer’s identity, the further she propels herself into danger. Finding the truth might just lead Sam into risking her life…

LT. TAYLOR JACKSON SERIES

This is an electrifying debut packed with hold-your-breath suspense. When a local girl falls prey to a sadistic serial killer, Nashvillehomicide lieutenant Taylor Jackson and her lover, FBI profiler Dr. JohnBaldwin, find themselves in a joint investigation pursuing a viciousmurderer. The Southern Strangler is slaughtering his way through theSoutheast, leaving a gruesome memento at each crime scene - the priorvictim's severed hand.

Ten victims, each with pale skin and long dark hair. All have beenslashed across the throat, the same red lipstick smeared across theirlips. In the mid-1980s the Snow White Killer terrorised the streets ofNashville, Tennessee. Then suddenly the murders stopped. A letter fromthe killer to the police stated that his work was done. Now four morebodies are found, marked with his fatal signature. The residents ofNashville fear a madman has returned, decades later, to finish his sickfairy tale. Homicide Lieutenant Taylor Jackson believes the killings arethe work of a copycat killer who's even more terrifying. For thismonster is meticulously honing his craft as he mimics famous serialmurders...proving that the past is not to be forgotten.

It was a murder made for TV: a trail of tiny bloody footprints. An innocent toddler playing beside her mother's bludgeoned body. Pretty young Corinne Wolff, seven months pregnant, brutally murdered in her own home. Cameras and questions don't usually faze Nashville homicide lieutenant Taylor Jackson, but the media frenzy surrounding the Wolff case is particularly nasty...and thorough. When the seemingly model mommy is linked to an amateur porn Web site with underage actresses and unwitting players, the sharks begin to circle. The shock is magnified when an old adversary uses the sexy secret footage to implicate Taylor in a murder—an accusation that threatens her career, her reputation and her relationship. Both cases hinge on the evidence—real or manufactured—of crimes that go beyond passion, into the realm of obsessive vengeance and shocking betrayal. Just what the networks love.

He can only truly love her once her heart stops beating Homicide detective Taylor Jackson thinks she's seen it all - but she's never seen anything as perverse as The Conductor. After capturing his victim, he contains her in a glass coffin and slowly starves her to death. Only when her last breath is gone does he give in to his attraction. Soon bodies begin to litter the town, arranged in sinister, well-known poses of great works of art. But when similar murders are reported in Europe, it appears the twisted fantasies of a madman cannot be contained. The coffin is empty...Are you next?